Requested by @mxdsw24 who wanted a supper fluffy Jungkook scenario! I hope you enjoy this, and thank you so much for the request!! I’m sorry there wasn’t more involving his scar or birthmark, I hope you don’t mind! <3 I love fluffy Jungkook *heart eyes*
Jungkook was sitting cross legged on your floor, school books scattered across your coffee table. His red flannel pajamas made him look particularly adorable as he furiously scribbled notes onto an notebook.
“Don’t you think you should get some sleep?” You asked, leaning your head against his shoulder. You glanced at your phone, it was already nearing four in the morning, and you couldn’t believe that he was still fully awake.
“Mm, probably.” He muttered. “But I have to pass this test, Seokjin will kill me–”
You interrupted him by semi tackling him– that is, you tried to, but you were really too tired to put in much effort, so you ended up just hugging him and he allowed himself to be pushed sideways.
He laughed as you nuzzled into his neck, and you smiled to yourself. “I know you need to pass, but how are you going to do well if you fall asleep during it?” You asked, and he wrapped his arms around you, turning sideways so you were nose-to-nose.
“I guess you have a point.” He said, and you nodded. Without thinking about it, you reached out and ran your thumb over the scar on his cheek. You had always loved it, it was so perfectly imperfect. Jungkook turned his face to your hand, kissing your palm lightly before settling down on the floor. “Why don’t we just sleep here?” He said, closing his eyes.
“On the floor?” You scoffed, and Jungkook opened one eye to look at you.
“Yeah, and you can be my pillow.” He demonstrated this by laying his head on your chest. “It get’s better too, I can be your blanket.” He rolled over on top of you, and you laughed at how ridiculous he was. “I’m even better than a heated blanket, there aren’t any wires!”
“This blanket is too heavy.” You complained with a laugh, pushing him gently off of you. He landed on the floor next to you giggling, and he brushed a stray hair away from your face.
He sat up suddenly, and you followed suit. “What–” He scooped you into his arms bridal-style, and placed you onto the couch. You watched bemused as he walked away to find something, coming back with several blankets and pillows.
“Because you’re weird and don’t appreciate how good I am at being a blanket, I brought you a boring one.” He said, laying down next to you. It was a bit of a tight fit with both of you on the couch (you ended up being half on top of him), but once the two of you were situated, you were quite comfortable.
“Yous shoulder works pretty well as a pillow.” You said, and Jungkook snorted, kissing your forehead.
“Goodnight, y/n.” He said into your hair.
“Goodnight, Jungkook.” You said, leaning up to kiss him right above the birthmark on his neck.
After a week of daily rain, the sun finally bursts through the clouds. It warms your face as you sit on Jubilee’s bright pink blanket, covering the dewy grass. To the left of your crossed legs sits the history textbook you share with Jubilee. Clad in her infamous yellow jacket, she lays in front of the textbook furiously scribbling notes on sheets of paper. You try to balance your own notebook on your knee to copy the notes. Were it not for the unruly head of silver hair that lay in your lap, you would place your notebook there.
JK Rowling:*to a fellow British person* What are the most American things you can think of?
British Person: Ummmm that Thunderbird car… Horned toads, or was it a snake? A mythical cougar…. and I think I heard of this thing called a “puckwedgie”. And that beer they drink. They must be mourning their livers. Why do you ask?
JK Rowling: *furiously scribbling down notes* No reason